stuffed on a Saturday

This was one of those days when it feels like there's 34 hours in it, and it's only early afternoon.

We made it to the morning market at Nagai, a fishing village a few kilos down the coast. (It's the most reasonable morning market starting time I've every heard of: the gates open at 9:00am.) It's just a small area in the port, where the fishermen pile their morning catch, and the wives make a few rice dishes with squid and octopus. Awesome. We were a little late so we just got this crab, five uni (sea urchins), and two kamasu--a white meat fish that I don't know the name in English for.

After we finished shopping, we sat out on a sea wall overlooking the bay and ate our squid and octopus breakfast, then stopped at one of the unmanned vegetable stalls to buy some cucumber. Got home, dropped in a few more of the garden stones while M took m to her shigin (traditional Japanese poetry singing) practice. Started a fire and then broke up the uni shells to get the tasty bits out.

After the girls got home we grilled the fish. . . .

. . . . which we then ate with the raw urchin and rice.　Then M went shopping and m, her friend and I made some chocolate chip ice cream and stuck our faces in the ice cream maker and licked out every bit of it. And with that, I've just overloaded on the permissible limit on food mentions, so I won't continue on with how we gorged on the crab and pickled cucumbers later in the day.